MOAR PICS

[Capn Flukie]

It's done..now I'm just hoping I'll die when the asteroid hits...

Forget the asteroid, the resulting 'rumpbump' will destroy us all.

 

[Trekker4747]

You don't want to know what Squiggy's Fatality is.

Nor do you want to know the button-combo to use it.

 

[Kira's Mom]

Side-ass- the new side-boob? Dear God, my eyes!

Well, I can't top the dueling sideasses. But here is a pic of my most recent completed cross stitch piece:

 

[TorontoTrekker]

You wouldn't say that if you could see how small I am these days

So you need someone to make you big again?

I don't know why I didn't see that coming!

You should have at least heard it breathing hard...

 

[archeryguy1701]

Picture from my birthday last Wednesday. I just got done playing a voleyball match with a nasty cold, and from what I'm told, that bright pink I became from getting that ribbon on my head is the first time I stopped being ghostly white that night.

 

[T'Bonz]

Speaking of very wrong:

Oy! Some days, logging to the BBS is a big mistake.

 

[ShamelessMcBundy]

You saw it! You can't unsee it!

 

[Finn]

I know I've been here too long when that picture didn't even faze me.

 

[Candlelight]

Can't find any pics of me in NZ, so...

Me in 2007, at Harrison Hot Springs, Canada.

I'm a little drunk. Am using the building to hold myself up.

Rafting on the Columbia River, Canada.

 

[Candlelight]

So that's why they're called moar pics... when you see something that disagrees with you, you find yourself hunched over the toilet going MMMMOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGHHHHHH.

 

[Hugo Rune]

Been a while since I've uploaded anything... most are from my passing out parade/dining out night a few years ago which a friend recently sent me...

Christmas a few years ago with work people...

Tipsy (and possibly grabby) on a Dining Out Night before I graduated...

Still drunk (but not as much as some) at my Dining Out Night...

Graduation the next day...

And run for the hills.... me at an EMPTY gym at midnight last night... I'm certainly no RAMA

Hugo - Sorry... /flees

 

[The Boy Who Cried Worf]

Well hello Mrs. Robinson!

Your not as big as Rama, but you've got really good definition to your muscles. That wasn't too gay of a thing to say was it?

 

[Deckerd]

At least you were in charge of your gym pic and don't have the RAMA startled deer look.

 

[KimMH]

Side-ass- the new side-boob? Dear God, my eyes!

Well, I can't top the dueling sideasses. But here is a pic of my most recent completed cross stitch piece:

That's gorgeous *KIRASMOM*! I generally lack the inclination to knit more than a pair of mittens or socks any given winter. I have an entire closet of uncompleted projects!


(sideasses!*snickers*)

 

[Yeoman Randi]

*ahem* How YOU doin'???

 

[KimMH]

^hehehe! a similar thought went through my head too. okay - the exact same one!

 

[Deckerd]

What you're both basically saying is that the only thing more attractive than a man in uniform is when he takes it off.

I'm appalled at your shallowness. Wait till Jenee sees them. She'll agree with me 100%.

 

[Yeoman Randi]

Seriously, a man in a uniform who also has a great body underneath it too? I think I'm in love.

*edit* Gawd, what a face. So cute. Really, I'm in love.

*edit* *edit* I'm off to check out flights.......

 

[KimMH]

Well, while we're all here anyway I'll start by saying thank you for coming to our inaugural meeting of Teh Dirty Old Ladies Club (we can call ourselves TDOLC). We'll need a Prez, a Veep, a Treasurer (to keep the dollar bills to stuff into the undergarments of attractive young men) and a Secretary to track members for the sake of our anti-harrassment fund/chapter. I'll now open the floor to the attendee who wishes to nominate themselves for Prez and we'll go from there, shall we?

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

^

Meanwhile, we dirty old MEN are just pervs. Ah, such is life...

Although, lemme say in my defense that I *am* in uniform now! Okay, it's a work uniform, but work with me here. Also, I do believe...think...suspect...theorize...that I have muscles, but I have them safely tucked away beneath a radar-absorbing gut.